Life has taken such dramatic changes since my love and I began our whirlwind courtship. We had both believed that we were adults. Having not been long out of highschool, we had our diplomas on display and our eyes were bright. We knew about all of the terrible things that went on in the world, but were not directly touched by them. We had believed we were mature, able to make wise decisions, and thought that things couldn't possibly be too complicated in this new adult world.
Suffice it to say that when "life" began to happen to us, we were less than prepared. God had mercy though, and did not let us go. I, personally, had abandoned Christianity earlier in my teens, though DH loosely held his beliefs while not truly living them. There was so much chance for destruction, but God made himself known to us in strong ways, and with convicted hearts, we crawled back home on our knees. I am forever thankful, because THAT is what I am writing about today- love and hope.
DH and I have been through some pretty mean trials. We've both experienced the pain that comes with divorce, as both of us were "adults" at the time that our parents each decided that they were done honoring their vows. There have been days of worry over our loved ones, DH's grandfather who has had 4 strokes, and my own mother who is in a terrible state of malnutrition. The death of our child was a rude awakening from the deam world of "everything will always work out". Grandma's unexpected death taught us new lessons about loss, and how to deal with anger. We found out that she died, not from her heart attack, but because a doctor performed a proceedure that he wasn't qualified for (without a surgeon on hand), and he severed her femoral artery and then covered it up. He let her bleed to death instead of owning up to a mistake and calling for help from another nearby hospital.
There have been issues that have so rallied us, such as Terri Shiavo's case. We had pulled for her, prayed for Terri and her family, written to government officials, and mourned with those who felt as deeply as we do. Just recently, DH and I have mourned the passing of John Paul II, while hoping that he was right with his faith, and that God would be merciful.
Where would we be without the Lord? How do people get up each morning and put on a smile without the love of God, and hope in their heart? How could parents face the day, if they had no hope for the salvation of their children who have died? The questions could go on forever, a different one for every situation. Me, I'm just grateful.
God knows more about us than we can ever hope to learn. Afterall, He did make us. lol I thank God for His mercy, for showing me His great love...and giving me hope. Where would we be without hope?
DH and I have been through some pretty mean trials. We've both experienced the pain that comes with divorce, as both of us were "adults" at the time that our parents each decided that they were done honoring their vows. There have been days of worry over our loved ones, DH's grandfather who has had 4 strokes, and my own mother who is in a terrible state of malnutrition. The death of our child was a rude awakening from the deam world of "everything will always work out". Grandma's unexpected death taught us new lessons about loss, and how to deal with anger. We found out that she died, not from her heart attack, but because a doctor performed a proceedure that he wasn't qualified for (without a surgeon on hand), and he severed her femoral artery and then covered it up. He let her bleed to death instead of owning up to a mistake and calling for help from another nearby hospital.
There have been issues that have so rallied us, such as Terri Shiavo's case. We had pulled for her, prayed for Terri and her family, written to government officials, and mourned with those who felt as deeply as we do. Just recently, DH and I have mourned the passing of John Paul II, while hoping that he was right with his faith, and that God would be merciful.
Where would we be without the Lord? How do people get up each morning and put on a smile without the love of God, and hope in their heart? How could parents face the day, if they had no hope for the salvation of their children who have died? The questions could go on forever, a different one for every situation. Me, I'm just grateful.
God knows more about us than we can ever hope to learn. Afterall, He did make us. lol I thank God for His mercy, for showing me His great love...and giving me hope. Where would we be without hope?
